It is like I am thrown in a deep pool of water and I can't fight my way to the surface. This is the history of my...my kind? I have a kind? A race?!
Before I walked into this fucking room, there were only three races I knew of. Asian, Negro and Caucasian. I seemed to be a mixture of all three and yet it turns out that I am none of them but something else. Something with only ten members left in the world and I am one of them. Are there even ten? This carving is super old...There could be less than that now. Am I even one of them?
There were once thousands of us beast souls...
Beast souls, that is what I am. At first I thought I was just an average manly man, with something a little bit extra. Hell, with Natsu and Gajeel being dragon slayers, you would think they have a little bit of a dragon in them. But no. I am a completely new race that is dead. They said ten of us existed in this world, now it is more like two. Me and Gnash, there might have been my parents if they weren't dead. I remember talking about this with Ever in the library. We joked about it, Ever even said she was my soul mate. I'd never even thought about me being different, it was just something else to deal with that I couldn't be fucked doing. But now knowing I am the last of a race...
And Evergreen. That look she gave me after finishing the passage, it was like I am something that leaped out at her. How can she look at me like that? I mean she feels the same as me...Well she didn't say it she merely agreed with me. Does that mean she feels the same?
She kissed me...
Yeah, and she kissed the guy with the dark green hair under a roof in the rain when she was fourteen. He was the first, but were there more after him? Am I the second guy to succeed the first? Will I be the last? After that look she gave me I just wanted to crawl into a sarcophagus and die with my ancestors. I don't think...Part of me hoped she would still agree with my feelings and continue her affections. But a huge whopping chunk of me is know doubting every look we shared, every time we held each other in bed, every time we hugged, held hands. And the one time we kissed...
I glare at the sarcophagus next to me and my hand scrunches up into a ball. It just isn't fair! The one time something was getting good, the one time a woman kissed me and seemed to enjoy it. The one time I felt a bond with a person that I haven't felt before, the one time I felt my self begin to fall in love...And I feel as if that is crumbling into a pile of shit to rot in this tomb because of that one look she gave me. I feel like I am falling in love, I'm not really sure what this feels like but is this it? Is it just some infatuation? It could be. She is my first thought every morning and my last every night. I wake up some mornings before her and just study her in my arms and I think.
Is this it? Should I be feeling this? Am I feeling these things all too quickly? Am I pinning my hopes on Ever all too fast?
That one look he gave me...It truly isn't fair.
I felt almost like I was about to sink into the ground with the amount of disappointment that suddenly settled on my shoulders. When...
"Hey Elfman. I'm sorry that I-"
My head snapped up to look at her, hoping and reluctant to hear what she has to say.
CRICK CRACK.
I freeze in place. Oh shit...
The hair on the back of my head stood on end and I turn slowly towards the opening far behind us. Hissing filled the tomb and countless green fires burned in the dark opening, eyeing us with ravenous hunger and malice. I back up slowly and dust whirled around me in little clouds, I slowly hunker down behind a sarcophagus and gesture to the ground next to me. Ever slowly sunk to the ground and shuffled over to me. My ears strained against the silence and I barely heard the hiss of the dead as their bones clattered against the ground. They were moving into the tomb.
I turn to Ever and her eyes are wide with fright and staring at the opening like a tiger eyeing her prey. I gingerly touch her shoulder and held my finger to my lips.
"Do you know if there is another way out?" I mouth slowly, trying to ignore the building dread in my chest as the Draugr slowly encroached closer and closer. Unless there's a way out of here, we are dead.
Ever darted her head left and right then shook her head.
Clack clack. Sniff snifffff.
I swallow and more and more clattering footsteps filled the room.
" Okay, okay" I mouth and lean forward. I will have to be quick and focused. Something stirred in my chest and something hot stretched towards my face like a second layer of blood. My eyes flashed and everything became black and white. Evergreen's bright yellow and green light turned into a burning white ball. and everything seemed sharper and more precise. Left corner. My head snapped to the left but the corner is as barren as a desert. Middle. The middle only held the great tablet that Ever read from. Right corner. It is my last hope, I can't risk the chance of turning back. Even if I ran as fast as I can I can't grantee I will make it out alive. Let alone if Ever will. My eyes strained at the right corner, I looked desperately for anything at all that could lead to our escape. There is a dark shadow filling the corner, could it be an opening. Bones clatter behind me and I sense Evergreen tense up next to me. I squint harder and try to penetrate the gloom. It might be...I can't be sure but it is definitely something. There is an opening there but it is very small, Ever would be the only one able to get out. It is an easy choice. I let my magic slide away from my eyes and I grip Ever's hand. I pulled her forward and pointed to the corner.
"The right hand corner, there is an opening. It is small but it will fit you. I don't know where it goes" I breathe in her ear.
"Fit me?" I could barely hear her words. "What about you?".
"No chance" I sit up on my haunches and peak around the sarcophagus. Well over twenty draugrs filtered through the main opening. The largest one is well over nine feet tall and hardly five meters away. They weren't rushing at us, but I can tell they know where we are.
"Look, you need to go. Now!" I try to nudge her towards the corner.
"No not without you!" she grabbed the front of my jacket and also rose on her haunches.
"Ever I'm too big" I mouth.
Crick crack. Many bones crept nearer.
"You will try!" She mouthed. Her face is so closed to mine I could feel her breath on my lips. "You remember what I said last night?" she whispered now. "Even, if your arms are chopped off you will crawl out! You will try Elfman" she touched my face and her eyes glowed with a fiery desperateness. "I will not leave you here!".
In a second I took in my surroundings. It is quite the fitting place to die, with the last of my kin. There is twenty Draugrs behind us and one tiny exit. If I'm going to die, it won't be stuck in a tiny hole.
"Just go Ever" I touch her face back and pressed my lips against her forehead. The look she gave me stabbed through my heart but if this is the last I see her, I wanted her to know I cared. "I can't fit through there, and hell. I might be able to find another way out. Just go" I pushed her towards the corner. "I will see you outside".
Or on the other side.
"Elfman..." she mouthed and tears filled her eyes. She quickly looked up and her face paled. I know that they are right behind me, they are just waiting for me to step out. She swallowed and without a second glance at me, she ran.
I watched the back of her go, and couldn't help but wish she said one last thing to me before she left.
Something growled behind me and I shivered but leaped to my feet. Sure enough, the big one is right behind the sarcophagus.
"Hi!" I grin and slammed my foot into the lid with all my weight. The solid stone lid shot off like a bullet and slammed into the dead thing's hips like a train.
Crunch! it broke in two crumbling pieces and collapsed to the ground in a withering mess. It's friends wasted no time. They came at me from three directions. Five from the left, two from the front and three from the right. I swung to my left and attacked the five. Draugr hunt like lions, if I let those five go around me they would've boxed me in and I wouldn't stand a chance. Bones crunched under my fists, and I ripped one in half and threw it into the another. The big one's hand clawed at my leg from the floor but I crushed it into pieces with my boot. But it isn't enough. Everytime I swung a fist, six pairs of clawed hands ripped at my exposed and open body. Soon, my clothes were ripped and damaged and the first faint streaks of blood dripped from my arms. Gnash's tatts do work it would seem. No matter how much these things bit and scratched, it took them a lot to break my skin. That wouldn't last for long. Only a fraction of the entire pack is attacking me, the rest held back and barked at the fight, anticipating the first bite of me. It is like Ever didn't exist to them.
Shit Ever...A skeletal hand cracked against my jaw and stars spotted my eyes. I stagger back and the murder of the dead pressed their advantage. The big one is off the ground again and back in one piece. It hissed and before I knew what happened a great hand grabbed my head and squeezed. I cried out in pain, this hand is like a fucking vice! My skull groaned, Gnash's tattoos were barely stopping my skull from caving in but I don't think it will hold for long. It squeezed again and I barely felt the other ones tear at my exposed flesh with claws and teeth. Darkness spotted behind my eyes and I couldn't feel my arms to struggle. Something sharp nipped my forearm and blood pooled out like a waterfall. The smaller dead thing with burning green fires for eyes lapped up my hot blood and it splashed down it's skeletal chest.
Looks like I won't see you outside Ever... Blood dribbled out of my mouth and I couldn't look away from the burning green fires staring at me from above.
If you are going to eat me, kill me first you bastard! It opened its great jaw, to bite me or say something I couldn't tell. Blackness spotted in my eyes even more when something green flashed in the corner of my eyes.
BOOM.
The big one holding my head staggered and we both fell to the floor. I could feel my skull groan as the giant finger released my head, and the room flickered and shook.
"Elfman!" a high pitched voice shouted in my ear. I blink, dazzled, and Evergreen is dragging me away to the opening in the right corner. She bombed it open.
CRICK CRACK.
"Come on Elfman! You have to get up and run!" I was dragged up and my left arm felt numb as it hung limply towards the ground. Blood dribbled out of it and I staggered forward.
"Run, okay " I take a few shaky steps and Ever wraps an arm around my back.
Something sounded like dice clattered against the floor and it just kept rolling, and grew louder. The rolling dice turned to thundering footsteps.
"FOR CHRIST SAKES ELFMAN RUN!"
It is like that triggered something in me.
Something grew in my chest and rumbled like a drum. And next thing I new I have ripped Ever off the ground and sprinted for that once small opening in the wall. The walls blurred and became a a thin tunnel, my sight targeted on the dead centre of the opening. I rushed through it and into a pitch black cavern.
Do I still run?! I couldn't see a thing and the floor rushed beneath me at a speed that I can hardly breath. But I can smell. And if my nose doesn't betray me...The way towards the left smells slightly fresher than the normal damp dank smell of the tomb. I was running blind, but the thing in my chest stirred again and instead of enhancing my sight. My hearing and sense of smell is much sharper.
Left, left, slightly right. With my ears I can just hear the echo of a great chasm next to us and with my sense of smell I can lead myself close to the exit without falling in. And somehow I know the next opening is just beyond the great drop I am running along. I felt Ever's finger bite deeply into my chest but I know she can't see anything. Despite that I hold her slightly tighter.
We are going uphill. I pass through the last entrance and although it is gradual, I can feel the incline as I rushed forward faster than the speed of sound. My head throbbed painfully and the longer I ran, the sharper the pain built.
A sharp tang of salt whispered through my nose as I turned sharply right and a puce purple light flickered past and past again my tunnel of vision. My eyes began to throb but I am so close. The roar of the ocean rumbled closer and closer, and soon I am running dead for the opening to the outside. Running through that opening is like running into a sphere of water. The powerful spray of the ocean plowed my face and mingled with the cold drops of snow. Rocks crumbled in my wake and my shoulder had smashed the opening up even more so I can force my way through.
I need to stop running. A sharp edge loomed up from my field of vision and waves leaped up and crashed over it. I barely felt my legs falter and my head throbbed and ached in pain, and next thing I knew I am dropping towards the snow in slow motion. I blink slowly as the freezing snow bit unto my cheek, and watch as blood pooled out of my arm and into the snow.
"Elfman" a warm hand shook me. "Come on, we need to keep running. We aren't safe yet". I blink sleepily and watch Ever crouch above me and tighten makeshift bandage over my arm. " We need to keep running".
" I can't" I whisper hoarsely. Not like this anyway.
"Yes you can. I know you can!" Ever pulled me up by my shoulder encouragingly.
"Ah!" I hiss and hold my head. "Ever I can't. Not like this". The Draugr truly had its grip in me good and tight. My head throbbed even blinking. Strange and eerie whispering noises echoed behind me and I turned just in time to see the first flicker of green flames in the gloom.
"Elfman please..." she stopped and gingerly touched the crown of my head. When I hissed in pain she immediately removed her hand. "Okay come on" she lifted me up by the back and pushed me to my feet. " You can't run but you will move" she pulled me by my hand and rushed up the steep icy slope that lead to the sharp tree line above.
My vision faded frequently while my head decided that working properly was a problem. I believe Evergreen found herself navigating a sleep walker instead of an aware and awake man. The dead thing that gripped my head must've liked it so much to keep an incredibly firm hand on it at all times. Evergreen shares it's intensity with my hand, the brief moments that I am self aware it felt like it was being crushed by her little hand. I remember waking once to a feral scream in the forest. Ever's eyes were moons and she tugged me further on. I swear I saw those green fires again and they were close.
I felt something wet melt down my face. My half closed eyes flickered and I lolled my head up to the sky. Snow floated down from clots of clouds in When it once was a dark puce, it is now the indomitable dark blue of night, but a blade of bright green and blue light cut through that pitch. I stared in half asleep wonder at the northern lights.
"So you wake up for those and not me, eh?" Evergreen squeezed my hand viciously but when I look down at her, her eyes are full of concern. "Come on, we are just about there". When I had the energy to look up, our cabin in the resident zone greeted us. I found my focus wavering and returning to the back of Ever's head.
That look she gave me...It really cut me deep. I don't know...I may have misread it, she could've been just as shocked as I am...
I ponder these as we trudge up the stairs. Ugly roused himself from his perch on a post and cawed at us angrily.
"Shut up" I mutter and haul myself over the fresh hold and into our freezing lounge. I pull my hand out of hers as soon as we enter.
"Alright I'm just going to...Elfman?"
I heard Ever's voice but I ignored it and stumbled into the hall way that lead to our room. To the left was Ever's room, you could easily tell by the burned and crumbling door way that she blew up when the Draugr appeared. To the right, my own. I slip off in that direction.
"Elfman? Hey Elfman I am talking to you!" she snapped from behind me but I ignore her still. Her face full of shock and disgust filled my head and made it throb even more. How can she look at me like that? Months ago she told me she would hurt anybody that called me a monster. And now she looks at me as if I am one?! Anger bit into me like a set of claws just thinking about it. I shake my head and it flared in pain, but it is refreshing. Dumping myself on my bed I roughly throw off my boots.
"Elfman!"
Thud. My boot landed solidly on the ground and I wrestle with the other.
"Elfman..." her voice is softer but no less determined.
Thud. I drop the other and turned my face away from her sight angrily. Silence filled the air for a long pregnant pause and the tension grew and grew. I mean, what gave her the right to look at me like that?! She wasn't the one that found out she belongs to a different race of humans on the verge of death! She wasn't the one that felt isolated and humiliated-
The bed dips beneath me as she sat down right next to me and pulled off her own supple leather boots. She pulls them off calmly, unlike me and arranges them neatly and orderly next to my own pile. As soon as she finished, she pulled herself up neatly and calmly looked me in the eye whereas I could feel the anger overflowing from my own.
"Why are you upset?" she calmly asked and wrapped her fingers around my clenched hand.
"Why do you think?!" I snapped. I found myself letting her hand linger on mine. Her calm face breaks for a moment, showing me a flash of regret and sadness.
"I know why..." she sighed. "It was how I looked at you; right?" I didn't even need to say anything.
"Elfman, I shouldn't have looked at you like that. I would say sorry if you didn't already know I am".
"If you are sorry then why did you do that?!" the anger made my voice thick and deeper than normal, but my gaze didn't waver.
"If you don't know why I did, then you never heard what I read to you from those runes" she pointed to the leather tube sticking out from her bag. "I was just as shocked as you-"
"-No you weren't" I interrupted. "Those runes weren't about you, they weren't about anything to do with your life!" I growl.
"They are now" she reached up and traced my scar with a smooth finger. My skin prickled fiercely but like my hand, I found myself not wanting to pull away. "And if you are truly angry with me; then why aren't you pulling away?"
That is almost enough reason to pull away.
"I am going to tell you something that you may not want to hear" she pulled her hand away from my face and wrapped it through my arm. My own gaze felt fierce as I grilled her with it, daring her to tell me whatever she has to say.
"That look I shouldn't have given you was enough to re-evaluate our entire relationship. You are still anxious that I will reject you".
"Will you?" I asked.
"Do you think I will?" she reached up again and traced my scar.
"You see, I don't know!" I tug my face away for the first time. "Back there, back in those catacombs. The look you gave me was pure shock and disgust!"
She opened her mouth, her own eyes glowing with anger.
"No, let me finish now!" I snapped, my anger finally breaking. "You didn't see what I saw, you didn't know what that felt like. And now look at what you are doing!" I gesture with my free hand to my hand and face. "You are tearing me apart Ever! I can't tell if I scare you or make you happy!"
Her hand reached for my face for a third time, the anger faded from her eyes and this time I let her do as she pleased. It makes no difference anyway. She pulled my face down and pressed her face into my neck and shoulder, her fingers rubbing in gentle circles between my shoulders.
"You are the type of person that gets scared when I give you one bad look. You second guess everything you have done towards me in the past few months. Even years perhaps?". I nod and she nods against my neck.
"I understand because I am the same". I look at her in disbelief. "It's true, I'm doing the exact same thing you did right now. Because when you just looked at me, you looked so angry and upset that I am wondering..." she sighed a shaky breath and looked up again. "I know you don't believe me when I say that I am anxious, I am just better at hiding it then you. But despite what I said I really am sorry".
I pulled her head back a little but kept our arms close. "You are anxious about...us?"
"I am" she said. "Because having relationships are difficult for me sometimes".
"Relationships?" There it is again, her relationships. "Ever, how many..." should I say it? She looks at me with her sharp chocolate brown eyes and I found the words tumbling out of my mouth. "How many have you had?".
She paused for a few long moments and her eyes once warm and soft are now hard and sharper than ever.
"Does it matter?"
"Well...No it doesn't really. But it's just that I have never had any of, well...Them. And I can tell that you have. It makes me feel...Like I am only temporary".
Anger burned in her eyes and in a sudden rage she ripped herself off of the bed and away from me. "Is that really how you fucking see me! Just a girl jumping from man to man?!"
"What?! No!" I take her hand and pulled her back onto the bed. She sat angrily like she was about to strike me and also like she was about to flee. "I just feel inadequate!" I blurt out. It looks like the tides have turned, a few seconds ago I was the one angry. Now I'm the one trying desperately to apologize.
"Is that truly how you feel?" she asked, her anger still sharp and ripe.
"Yes" I rub my face and over the scar she was tracing a few moments ago. My head throbbed painfully and I tried to block it out. "I know nothing about how these things work. I've never had a..a relationship like this and have zero experience. And then there's you, who clearly knows what happens and how to deal with things and how to enjoy things. And I don't know if I am wrong about this but..." I trail off and squeeze my fists to try and vent this confusion and anger. "You seem to be the type that likes a man that knows what he is doing, the right things to say and do. A person who has more experience-" my voice froze as she pulled my face down and kissed me for the second time.
Her lips are soft, warm and moved in a dizzying way. And she tastes so sweet. What surprised me the most is that I am kissing her back. Last time I was in such a daze I could hardly breath let alone kiss her back. And now my once bleeding arm is holding her against me as I poured all my frustration fear and affection into her lips. I felt a smooth hand take my jaw and hold it, and her breath kissed my skin as she sighed. Sparks. Fireworks. More like explosions. They rocketed all around me and my throbbing head turned into a dizzying daze, the only thing anchoring me from exploding with them was the same lips that nearly blew me apart. We only parted when breath forced us to and when we did our eyes and lips are glossy.
"Why would I want a person with more experience when I can have this?" She kissed my lower lip and began to gently nibble it. Fire shot up my back and neck and I blinked in a thick stupor like the first time. Her hands rubbed my back over the huge tattoo and it tingled and sparked like a circuit board. When she pulled away, I found myself in an even deeper daze than before. Her eyes were lowered in her own semi stupor while my hands held her close to me.
"You deserve to know though" she wrapped her arm through mine again and rested her face against my shoulder. "You aren't the first person I have tried a relationship with. You are the third".
My heart sunk slightly at that, but it was nothing more than I expected. "Okay" I said softly, still drunk from the feel of her soft soft lips. I waited for her to continue.
"The first one barely lasted a week. After the second date he tried to get into my pants".
My face flushed red and I am grateful that Ever isn't trying to make eye contact or else she would surely see my discomfort. Part of me also realized that this could be a... result of out relationship...The pants thing and the getting in them that is.
"The second only lasted little more than two weeks. He was an idiot that didn't even listen to a word I said" she sighed and now looked up at me. "I can't believe I wasted time on him. But that is where you are different".
"I am" I nodded in agreement. I know I wouldn't treat Ever anything like her past boyfriends.
"I am glad you agree. I was worried I would have to give a speech on why you are" we both snort in amusement. I felt better now, way more at peace with what happened in the tomb and how both of us feel. And I am definitely happy with that kiss.
I think about the last time I felt her lips on me and how we must 'remain professional'. It made me laugh in the quiet room.
"What's so funny?" She asked.
"Remember before we rushed into those catacombs? You said to me 'we have to remain professional'. This..." I gesture to our faces. "...Isn't professional. Especially the nibbling and all".
She laughed suddenly. A bright pure bell that rang in the room and rang in my ears. Something tucked away in my chest moved suddenly when I realized that I've never really heard her laugh.
"You are right. The nibbling and all, seriously?" she giggled and then shook her head to rid herself of this silliness. "I've thought about that" she sobered. "I mean...If we are professional when we are working there is no harm in that right?"
I nod enthusiastically.
"But this..." she touched her lips and held my eyes. "Must remain in this room and this house. If any word was to get back to the guild that we have been...Expressing our affection, then we will be in deep shit".
"Yeah, but it is the guild's fucking fault in the first place" I mutter darkly. My head spikes in pain and grimacing I lie down along the bed. Shit it fucking hurts.
"Excuse me?" her voice is sharp.
"No, no no. Not that" I shake my hands. "I definitely enjoy this", I touch my lips too. "It's just if Makarov truly didn't want anything to happen between us he wouldn't have sent us on this job together. Alone" I added. There is a long pause and then the weight on the foot of the bed lies down next to me. Ever rested her head away from mine and I stared at the back of her head waiting for her to speak.
"Yeah I bet the guild will be congratulating themselves and giving each other a good old clap on the back if they heard of this..." she muttered. I didn't say anything, I knew what she is talking about.
"You didn't feel pressured when both of us were at the guild?"
"I did" I mutter and reach for her hand. Her skin rasps against mine and she curls her hand easily through my large one. "I felt like I couldn't stand in the same room as you without people muttering and smiling at us. I know they mean well...But when they did that It made me feel really self conscious. And it sucked because sometimes I really just wanted to have a nice conversation with you".
"It was the same for me" she sighed. "It is stupid really".
"Yeah it is" I agree. While my head aches in pain a new discomfort appeared. My stomach stabbed with pain and a large groan filled the room. I sigh, not even embarrassed. It isn't the first time Ever has heard my stomach demonstrate the whales mating call and it won't be the last. I look out of the corner of my eye and Ever is staring at me with a small smirk on her face.
"Geez what a mood killer".
"You call that a mood?" I smile and rub my head where those huge bony hands nearly caved it in.
"We were flowing" she turned over and rubbed her fingers through my hair and over the tender spots.
"Ow..."
"We shouldn't be like that you know? At the guild that is" she continued to rub my head. It wasn't really making things feel better but I appreciate her rare gestures of healing and let her continue.
"We should go home. Victorious from defeating these Draugr and all and be relaxed around each other".
"You do realize that there are four other teams out there? Who says we will finish the job? None of us might. We could be in the wrong place entirely" I remind her.
"We will do it though. I know we will. But still...We should be allowed to enjoy each other's company at the guild without feeling shamed by them".
"Oh so I can kiss you in front of everyone?"
"If you do that I will turn you to stone and throw you in a lake" she glared at me. "No, but wouldn't it be like a little slap to the face for them? To be happy around each other?"
"I suppose it would be" I think of Mirajane's face smiling at me the instant Ever walks into the room. The teasing japes when she leaves and the gossip she spreads. I love my sister and all but she doesn't know the damage she is doing. Lisanna is better though. She smiles understandingly and always leads the conversation away from me. I think her old thing for Natsu has given her a bit of sympathy for me.
"So are we going to tell them about us when we get back?"
"Not immediately".
"No". Her fingers leave my hair and she sits up.
"I think, that just to begin with we would be allowed to enjoy a simple conversation without letting everyone else affect us".
"I agree" I sigh tiredly and my stomach tries to serenade a lady whale far off in the sea.
"Oh for god's sake" Ever gets up and makes for the door. "I'm going to get us something to eat and something for your head. Stay put" she goes for the door and I smile at her back.
"You're quite lovely you know" the words fell out of my mouth before I could stop them. She turns back and looks at me with her chocolate brown eyes and I felt my ears burn red. It wasn't quite an 'I love you' but it was a little too close for comfort.
"...Just stay there. I will get you something hot to eat" she left the room.
"Shit" I groan and rub my forehead. That is kinda embarrassing though she didn't actually do anything. I really need to control my mouth I mean what if I say something that I- My head is yanked up by my hair and I yelp in pain.
"Just because you said something nice about me doesn't get you off the hook" Evergreen glared down at me from above, our noses just brushing each other. "I've already told you not to die in order to save me. Next time you do that I will kill you myself!" she hissed and my lips tingled as her breath tickled them.
"Okay, I'm sorry" I grab my head and wince. "Do you mind?"
"You lucky you're injured or I would beat your ass" she released my head and I flop back to the bed.
"That wouldn't have stopped you three months ago" I call out with a smile. She shot me a glare and left the room. I rub my hair with a grin. She won't admit it, but that is the surest sign that she cares.
Hello everyone! Well the 21st chapter is up and things are beginning to cook. By the way I have received your comments asking me to post soon, and I would. But the thing is I do like to have a two or three day breather from writing to collect my thoughts and figure out the details of the next chapter. So don't worry the next chapter will come ;)
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